Authors: Julie Smith
Tags: #Mystery, #detective, #detective mysteries, #detective thrillers, #Edgar winner, #murder mystery, #mystery series, #Mystery and Thrillers, #amateur detective, #thriller and suspense, #San Francisco, #P.I., #Private Investigator, #Contemporary, #Contemporary Fiction, #literary mystery, #Mark Twain, #Julie Smith, #humorous mystery, #hard-boiled
Huckleberry Fiend (29 page)
J.D. Smith
is an itinerant righter-of-wrongs who began his post-graduate life as a smuggler of exotic birds in the jungles of Colombia. Because of his facility with languages, Harvard-trained erudition, and ability to think on his feet, he was recruited at an early age by the CIA, where he served his country heroically until a dust-up in Afghanistan permanently blew his cover.
After that, he played lead guitar in a rock band until he was able to mass a sufficient fortune to support his expansive lifestyle. He speaks seven languages, has unparalleled martial arts skills, is handy with a knife or other weapon (it would be unwise to try anything), and is always on hand when there’s trouble, much like Jack Reacher, from whom he’s barely discernible, except for being blessedly free of neuroses about possessions.
To the contrary, he owns many splendid domiciles, all hung with magnificent art collections, boasting fabled libraries, and stocked with fine foods and beverages. He is able to be on hand when he’s needed because he has a fabulous home practically everywhere. He especially wants all female readers to know that in the clothing department he’s much more Bond than Reacher and would actually rather refight the Battle of Tora Bora than wear any item of clothing, especially underwear, more than one day. His only regret is that in a parallel universe he leads a much tamer life as a mystery novelist with a similar name.
